The Broken Warrior's Daughter

When | arrive at the Nelson’s home, | can tell that Cara is dressed up for me. She’s always beautiful, but her hair is in bigger curls than normal and there is light amount of makeup on her face. She’s so stunning it takes my breath away.

When my father asks why I’m there, I’m not surprised and ready with my response. What does surprise me is that Cara turns to stand in front of me, like she’s protecting me. And then she basically challenges my father letting him know that if he has a problem with me being here, that both of us willThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

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While | appreciate that she’s willing to spend time with me, I’m punched in the gut with a harsh reality. In concept, the idea of having a Guardian is exciting, amazing. Someone who is your equal who will have your back on the battlefield. The reality, however, means that my Guardian, who is also my mate, will be putting her life on the line for me. | can’t let that happen. I’m the Alpha. It’s MY job to protect the pack, including and most importantly, protecting my mate and

Luna.

When | try to move out from behind her, she continues to shift her body so it's impossible for me to step around her without pushing her out of the way. My dad is watching the interaction and realizes what she’s doing. Thankfully, Mr. Nelson arrives at that moment to diffuse the situation and Cara invites me in.

While she goes to find a vase for the flowers, | take a look around. The place feels like home. It’s different than living in a pack house, and | wonder if she’d want to live in a house of our own when we’re mated. Especially when we are ready to have pups. | had never really considered living outside the pack house, it’s always been my home, but this could be even better. Just us.

After putting the fresh flowers in the vase, | ask her what the delicious scent is. | already know what itis, it’s her. The beautiful smell that is all hers. The smell that calms my nerves, relaxes my mind and brings me peace. She brings up the steaks and I can’t help but tease a bit when | say that’s not it. When she says it’s the lobster mac and cheese, | realize she went out of her way to make this a nice dinner for me.”

My need to be near her overwhelms me and | walk to her, pulling her hips against me. I’m not sure she realizes that she moans a little as her hands land on my chest and she leans into me. I'm confident that she’s not immune to the pull of the mate bond when | smell the sweet scent of her arousal and know that if we don’t shut this down now, | may not want to stop and that’s not good when both

+15 BONOS our fathers are just outside the door.

We finish prepping for dinner just in time to have Dad and Mr. Nelson return with the steaks. The smell of dinner is making my mouth water. No wonder my father doesn’t want to share his time on Thursdays. If I’d known he was eating this well, I’d have forced my way in a long time ago.

| had expected to be grilled by Mr. Nelson, so when he asks me about being Cara’s mystery man, I’m ready. However, the turn of conversation after that takes me by surprise. Watching the interaction between my father and Mr. Nelson is new and interesting. My father doesn’t have many close friends. Being the Alpha is a lonely position. It’s yet another reason why the Luna is so important in the pack. She provides the partnership that the Alpha doesn’t get from others, expect possibly his Beta if they are close.

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